Dissociation

be as present as a kiss

one day

the words that I’m forming right now will no longer

Exist.

Which makes this moment, a dream

And everything in it.

And everyone who reads it,

a forgotten abyss

is any of it real?

Everything about my flesh,

will fade to grey.

In the twinkling of an eye,

another dimension,

a land a new.

Sometimes I feel like I’ve been there.

some place past the stars,

Hopefully, I’ll be standing next to

You.

Together, leaving everything behind.

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Authors notes:

stream of con·scious·ness

a literary style in which a character's thoughts, feelings, and reactions are depicted in a continuous flow uninterrupted by objective description or conventional dialogue. James Joyce, Virginia Woolf, and Marcel Proust are among its notable early exponents.

stream of con·scious·ness

nounPSYCHOLOGY

a person's thoughts and conscious reactions to events, perceived as a continuous flow. The term was introduced by William James in his Principles of Psychology (1890).

A poem about what consumes us on ground will be forgotten. Reading from top to bottom are the thoughts that consume my present body, and from bottom to top will be the release of the prison from those thoughts. Accepting a world where they can not live beyond the stream of consciousness.